Scrawl on a bench near Chungmuro Station
December 23, 2014
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I was waiting for the bus for an interminable amount of time today in front of the Asia Institute offices. When I had had enough, I happened to glance down at the bench and spotted this this short note scrawled on its surface.
“Although we believe that the troubles of today somehow will pass away, why is it that we do not want to believe that the happiness we are enjoying right now will also pass away like a dream?”
The phrase struck me as particularly significant. A rip in the surface of things that forced me to think a bit about the tremendous depth of this daily life I toss away in my rush to create some better future.